Americans traveling to Third World Countries face parasites, dysentery, hostile foreigners, and unpalatable cuisine. Calico Jack's saves its customers thousands on their next vacations by bringing all that great Third World action right here to New York. This was by far the WORST so-called ""Mexican"" meal I have ever had, ANYWHERE -- which is surprising, since Calico Jack's is largely staffed by nasty Central American individuals of questionable immigration status and probable cartel affiliation. The nachos appeared to have been remnants scraped from the dirty plates of customers who had dined before us (and who had declined to finish their similarly poor meals), and tasted as if they had been fished from the trash. There was barely a whole ""chip"" on the plate, as most seemed to be leftover crumbs and pieces. The chicken was cubed, flavorless and rubbery -- one could almost believe that a near sighted cook may have cut up a rubber chicken that a mischievous staff member purchased from Spencer Gifts as a practical joke. The tacos were abysmal. The ""ground beef"" was closer to ""ground dirt"" than any other recognizable substance, and tasted somewhat akin to the black mold now infesting New Orleans-area buildings in the wake of Hurricane Katrina. It has barely been an hour since I left this incredibly bad excuse for a restaurant, and my stomach is already doing the somersaults that usually follow a fresh plateful of Cholera ingested in any one of a number of Third World cesspools. The management and bar staff were obnoxious, as was the hostess who seated us. Our waitress was the one saving grace to this horrid experience, as she was obviously much too pleasant and well trained for this festering boil on the backside of Turtle Bay. Save your money (as it is also overpriced) and try somewhere else. As bad as any other Mexican restaurant might be, it won't be as bad as Calico Jack's.
Pros: One good waitress
Cons: The rest of the staff was rude and obnoxious, to include the busboys